A nymph in dream
💓💓💓A half moonIn the dark and dead night, i saw,
A moon desending from heavens to my hamlet,
What i saw, a half moon drenched in beauty,
Like an artists last loved painting,
Or a snowy peak dazzling in winter,
Her eyes with enchanted beauty half open,
Or a silk worm had worn a purple dress,
The hand that rested beneath her chin,
Was like a skephold resting the moon on,
Her eyebrows were as charismatic and curved,
Like an artist had chisled the last arch,
You had nothing to do,, but oh!
A nectar of bliss and beauty to drink.
I feel blessed as the half moon i saw,
...... Aftab Tariq.
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